Shui Qingchen's hand hanging down at his side was tightly clenched, and then slowly released, looking at her with a complicated expression:

"I know that you don't like to eat those medicinal foods, I know that you are unwilling to be trapped in a small courtyard wall by the cold, I know Leng Hongru He understands you, he feels sorry for you, he knows your predicament, he clear...

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